Is it this time of year already? Late August; feeling slightly autumnal but desperately summery in a last-final-gasp kinda way before the long march down into the DARKNESS.

I reckon we’ve about 3-4 weeks of generally OK weather before the chill starts to shock us out of our summer stupor.

But we can still have a laugh, right? Or is it already getting too dark to heal the humours?

Tomorrow after work I board a flight* from Gatwick to Edinburgh to meet my agent for the final few days of the Edinburgh Fringe.

Yeah, I’m joining up with my agent. He was going to make badges to distribute to punters but didn’t. Fail? Or a lucky break? We’re best off incognito I think, sometimes. Sometimes, I even think.

Maybe we’ll see you there?**

Getting Ready for the Flight

*Train fare was twice the price and three times the journey time, and required a journey up to heavily-concreted northern London, which is generally worthy of avoidance as even the occasional tree that turns up is made of asphalt.

**code word: “dib dab dob“. Go on. Give it a bash. See if you get a hint of recognition.

I know I shouldn’t really comment but sometimes I do wonder what my agent is on about sometimes. This is quite fun, though, despite putting my species in a dubiously bestial light.

While the inter-continental nature of the Oh Cheers contributors is referenced infrequently by the wider press, its primary journo-nodes (journodes) are in the Earthbound cities of Melbourne and London. However, it is often too easy to neglect our roots, and it is with this in mind that the latest image-riffery is a nod to (some of) our origins: a glorious bicentennial settlement on the south coast of England; a town where seasides, ice creams, s … Read More

If you were there, perhaps on your way to see 25% of The Beatles, you would have seen me, for this is where you may have seen me all be-perched and besmerching my message to humanity. News from the Equine erectus race. Note we be sapient, salient and playful, as well as demonstrative and demonic. And daemonic.

What a week last week was. It was a certainly a week, which it had in common with many other weeks, but it was marked out by a surreal – perhaps pointy-eared? – halo of infamy which swizzed around me head as I got on with my normal day in the hay.

And, aside from that, I thought I’d just drop in an intimate picture of myself as I’m writing this message now. Now you will have a strong mental image of precisely who is engaging with you as he presses out the words with his hooves, using the power of the pressed word, on a WordPress website. Neigh!

You get points if you can tell us what website that is. Extra points are awarded if you get it right.

Did I mention I like to play a musics and well as with the words? I does, you knows. Till the next time…